"What's Air? Like, you breathe it?" Yea, we paid money to see nothing.
Last night was so incredibly amazing, and well worth the money spent. I got off work around 2:30 drove down to L.A. Met up with Yvonne and Maggie after their day of shopping on Melrose. Got some delicious salmon and french cheese and crackers to take to our french evening at the Hollywood Bowl. Got Vero and headed on over to the bowl, where we listened to Sondre Lerche's beautiful voice and guitar playing while we pigged out. The night got colder and better when Stereolab came on. The lead singer was gorgeous and the way she danced reminded me of Jacqueline when she's in a silly mood. By the time they were over my ass was sooo sore from the benches, so Vero and I stood up until it was time for Air. The Hollywood Bowl is really the perfect place to see Air because the sound is sooooooo clear, and with all the sounds that Air produces it was greatly appreciated. They played all of the songs I hoped they would except for Surfing on a Rocket, but during one of the songs Beck, yes Beck, as in "two turn-tables and a microphone"-Beck, came out to sing along. We were all shocked, and I my only reaction was "WHOA! Yea, you're jealous! The night was simply amazing, minus the annoying drunk/stoned woman sitting in front of me trying to get her boyfriend to like her. It was really awesome!